By the way, did you know that in Bora Bora you don’t need any certification to scuba dive? That was news to me. John, who has his certification, took me on a boat with a bunch of avid divers—all men. The swarthy French guide told me I just needed to hold his hand and take the plunge with him. It started out OK, the water a brilliant aqua and […]

I am not saying that it was John’s fault that our 14-year- old son brought the swine flu to Tokyo on our summer vacation at the height of the swine flu craze, or that my son and I were put in a Japanese research hospital, where from the space suits the doctors were wearing, it seemed like they thought we were carrying anthrax. It’s just that John wanted the very […]

I grew up in Spokane, Washington and was graduated from the University of Washington in accounting

It kills me that my mother is a better cook than I am. Why will John eat her Caesar salad but mine is too garlicky? Or “sour,” as one of the kids will pipe during dinner. John wolfs my mom’s salad and her parmesan crab crostini’s even though he’s supposedly allergic to crab. He adores his mother-in-law, which seems a little unnatural. He even wears the clothes she buys him! […]

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